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I mean
I tripped and fell
Stuttered stammered
Dropped the ball
And screamed out
Like a little girl
I'll tell you something
Once way back when
I was the real wolf
In the forest
Unafraid and brave
And had I missed a bite
And been unable to fight
I would die
Gladly from humiliation.

And now I just
Wander to the end
Like a sissy.

Irwin R. Shaw - Jan 31st 1981